Yeah man it's ya boy Lil B
Shouts out to Young Money, you feel me
Lil' Wayne want A Milli
I want A Zilli, Bay Area Boys
Give me that quarterback
Tell her spit sixteens i'm mister clean
Very tropical x-Game Heem
Yes Heem checks Heem
I want that money all them racks
Boys is playing games
I'm a trouble, I'm taking all of that
Berkeley Boys up on the map
I swear she bad, she licked my sack
Brrangdangdangdang, all I asked
And then she blew me out my strap
Niggas say that I can't rap because
I'm from the west coast
I'm just complex, like the magazine
I'm so fresh, so clean
Pink Dolphin is all I wear
Look at my eyes, your diamonds stare
Your girl wanna cut, bitch I don't care
I'm a bad boy like Dilinjah
Hills lex, shoulders bent
Ask them, order them check that, buy that
Scratch that, buy that
Momma in the cut, what you doing
Looking for the chewing
Me and my boys riding high
That's what I'm doing looking for a lesbian
That like to kiss pussy
I was hitting it from the back
While her friend licked that coochie
Man, I'm looking for a pro
Give a shit about a rookie
Like a win-a-slam dunk 'test
Dunking on her booty
Man, I love to sit back-seat
I need a limo driver
Man, I smoked so many blunts
I ain't trying to get no higher
Man they say that I'm on fire
There's no need to pass a lighter
If you want to let it burn
I'll proceed to get you higher
I'm a king, she called she called me sire
Yes my brain, is automatic
Man, I been deserved a Grammy
She don't give it I'm a grab it
Please step up I let them have it
Please wrap up I let them have it
Ok, Ok, Ok, Ok i'm reloaded
Be so be so classy
I took her face, the chick was nasty
Man, you ask me what I'm doing
Boy, I took her babby
Hey baby, where she had me
At my shows, I let her grab me
Where it's cindy where it's brandy, man
We gotta head up the parties
Oh my god, I'm looking sporty
Oh my god, Kiesha's naughty
Gave me head at Kiesha's party
Lord for give me for what I've started
I'm a legend in the jungle
Only suckas eat the lions
And the lions get the money why you stop me
Why you trying why they hate me
Why you trying suck now-or later's
Seen a fine girl she gone suck now or later
I'm a big boy, like shaq uh, like shazzam
Bitch, alls about them msonics
Fo sho little msanne
Scrizam about them hisonics
Code face bengies
Bet your girlfriend call me 12 inch drilly
Hit it from the back, from the si-zide
All his-eems, siz-eems, yeah boss, naw mean
Ask him, ask her, boss, naw mean
Man, boy, want a verse that's 35 g's
Think about it for a second
Think about it for a second
Like this, I got a dream
And I'm the king, naw mean
Shit, paper paper's all I'm after
All that money, mucho dinero
Yes man, mucho, how I'm doing macho manos
Hit that thing like pornostar
Triple X, I'm the best
F*ck yes, I'm the best
Like Busta Rhymes, I'll break your neck
Blaze the blunts, yeah, yeah man
Pass me that weed man
Light up that blunt, yeah
Blaze the blunts, Blaze the blunts
Blaze the blunts yeah, Aye
Check, I'm not on your level i'm a cyborg
A lot of rappers in this game
Want to live and die for it
I told them I ain't playing
I told them I ain't rapping
This some real life shit I ain't just rapping
I'm an underground king like UGK
But they ain't feeling me
I told them I'll be history
You like me or you hate me
But I choose to be on top
Cause I can't be on the bottom
Man, my name is Lil B
Brrangdang and I got them
Man, I love to set trends
Young Bitch about my dollars
Six inch heels in the scraper titty-bopping
Told them I'm a problem
Man they need to get them ready
Want to hit but you can't touch
Just like the tip of a machete
Because I'm ready tats on deck, Ass on deck
And Stacks on deck and glass on deck
And Hoes up next the West up next
And Berkeley up next tikkity Tikkity Tock
Now I done looked up on the wall
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the fairest of them all
Who's the baddest of the land i am, I am
Lil B is and you know that shit
Man it ya boy Lil B, for Lil Boss, man
My boy said I wasn't going to do this
And he said he going to pay me to do it, man
So I did it pack boys, Bay Area
They say "since you from the
West coast you can't rap"
Man, basedboys all day lil B, myspacecom
Packalbums easily, it's a wrap
A Zilli Video (MV)
Lil B - A Zilli Lyrics
Official
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
Yeah man it's ya boy Lil B
Shouts out to Young Money, you feel me
Lil' Wayne want A Milli
I want A Zilli, Bay Area Boys
Give me that quarterback
Tell her spit sixteens i'm mister clean
Very tropical x-Game Heem
Yes Heem checks Heem
I want that money all them racks
Boys is playing games
I'm a trouble, I'm taking all of that
Berkeley Boys up on the map
I swear she bad, she licked my sack
Brrangdangdangdang, all I asked
And then she blew me out my strap
Niggas say that I can't rap because
I'm from the west coast
I'm just complex, like the magazine
I'm so fresh, so clean
Pink Dolphin is all I wear
Look at my eyes, your diamonds stare
Your girl wanna cut, bitch I don't care
I'm a bad boy like Dilinjah
Hills lex, shoulders bent
Ask them, order them check that, buy that
Scratch that, buy that
Momma in the cut, what you doing
Looking for the chewing
Me and my boys riding high
That's what I'm doing looking for a lesbian
That like to kiss pussy
I was hitting it from the back
While her friend licked that coochie
Man, I'm looking for a pro
Give a shit about a rookie
Like a win-a-slam dunk 'test
Dunking on her booty
Man, I love to sit back-seat
I need a limo driver
Man, I smoked so many blunts
I ain't trying to get no higher
Man they say that I'm on fire
There's no need to pass a lighter
If you want to let it burn
I'll proceed to get you higher
I'm a king, she called she called me sire
Yes my brain, is automatic
Man, I been deserved a Grammy
She don't give it I'm a grab it
Please step up I let them have it
Please wrap up I let them have it
Ok, Ok, Ok, Ok i'm reloaded
Be so be so classy
I took her face, the chick was nasty
Man, you ask me what I'm doing
Boy, I took her babby
Hey baby, where she had me
At my shows, I let her grab me
Where it's cindy where it's brandy, man
We gotta head up the parties
Oh my god, I'm looking sporty
Oh my god, Kiesha's naughty
Gave me head at Kiesha's party
Lord for give me for what I've started
I'm a legend in the jungle
Only suckas eat the lions
And the lions get the money why you stop me
Why you trying why they hate me
Why you trying suck now-or later's
Seen a fine girl she gone suck now or later
I'm a big boy, like shaq uh, like shazzam
Bitch, alls about them msonics
Fo sho little msanne
Scrizam about them hisonics
Code face bengies
Bet your girlfriend call me 12 inch drilly
Hit it from the back, from the si-zide
All his-eems, siz-eems, yeah boss, naw mean
Ask him, ask her, boss, naw mean
Man, boy, want a verse that's 35 g's
Think about it for a second
Think about it for a second
Like this, I got a dream
And I'm the king, naw mean
Shit, paper paper's all I'm after
All that money, mucho dinero
Yes man, mucho, how I'm doing macho manos
Hit that thing like pornostar
Triple X, I'm the best
F*ck yes, I'm the best
Like Busta Rhymes, I'll break your neck
Blaze the blunts, yeah, yeah man
Pass me that weed man
Light up that blunt, yeah
Blaze the blunts, Blaze the blunts
Blaze the blunts yeah, Aye
Check, I'm not on your level i'm a cyborg
A lot of rappers in this game
Want to live and die for it
I told them I ain't playing
I told them I ain't rapping
This some real life shit I ain't just rapping
I'm an underground king like UGK
But they ain't feeling me
I told them I'll be history
You like me or you hate me
But I choose to be on top
Cause I can't be on the bottom
Man, my name is Lil B
Brrangdang and I got them
Man, I love to set trends
Young Bitch about my dollars
Six inch heels in the scraper titty-bopping
Told them I'm a problem
Man they need to get them ready
Want to hit but you can't touch
Just like the tip of a machete
Because I'm ready tats on deck, Ass on deck
And Stacks on deck and glass on deck
And Hoes up next the West up next
And Berkeley up next tikkity Tikkity Tock
Now I done looked up on the wall
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the fairest of them all
Who's the baddest of the land i am, I am
Lil B is and you know that shit
Man it ya boy Lil B, for Lil Boss, man
My boy said I wasn't going to do this
And he said he going to pay me to do it, man
So I did it pack boys, Bay Area
They say "since you from the
West coast you can't rap"
Man, basedboys all day lil B, myspacecom
Packalbums easily, it's a wrap
Shouts out to Young Money, you feel me
Lil' Wayne want A Milli
I want A Zilli, Bay Area Boys
Give me that quarterback
Tell her spit sixteens i'm mister clean
Very tropical x-Game Heem
Yes Heem checks Heem
I want that money all them racks
Boys is playing games
I'm a trouble, I'm taking all of that
Berkeley Boys up on the map
I swear she bad, she licked my sack
Brrangdangdangdang, all I asked
And then she blew me out my strap
Niggas say that I can't rap because
I'm from the west coast
I'm just complex, like the magazine
I'm so fresh, so clean
Pink Dolphin is all I wear
Look at my eyes, your diamonds stare
Your girl wanna cut, bitch I don't care
I'm a bad boy like Dilinjah
Hills lex, shoulders bent
Ask them, order them check that, buy that
Scratch that, buy that
Momma in the cut, what you doing
Looking for the chewing
Me and my boys riding high
That's what I'm doing looking for a lesbian
That like to kiss pussy
I was hitting it from the back
While her friend licked that coochie
Man, I'm looking for a pro
Give a shit about a rookie
Like a win-a-slam dunk 'test
Dunking on her booty
Man, I love to sit back-seat
I need a limo driver
Man, I smoked so many blunts
I ain't trying to get no higher
Man they say that I'm on fire
There's no need to pass a lighter
If you want to let it burn
I'll proceed to get you higher
I'm a king, she called she called me sire
Yes my brain, is automatic
Man, I been deserved a Grammy
She don't give it I'm a grab it
Please step up I let them have it
Please wrap up I let them have it
Ok, Ok, Ok, Ok i'm reloaded
Be so be so classy
I took her face, the chick was nasty
Man, you ask me what I'm doing
Boy, I took her babby
Hey baby, where she had me
At my shows, I let her grab me
Where it's cindy where it's brandy, man
We gotta head up the parties
Oh my god, I'm looking sporty
Oh my god, Kiesha's naughty
Gave me head at Kiesha's party
Lord for give me for what I've started
I'm a legend in the jungle
Only suckas eat the lions
And the lions get the money why you stop me
Why you trying why they hate me
Why you trying suck now-or later's
Seen a fine girl she gone suck now or later
I'm a big boy, like shaq uh, like shazzam
Bitch, alls about them msonics
Fo sho little msanne
Scrizam about them hisonics
Code face bengies
Bet your girlfriend call me 12 inch drilly
Hit it from the back, from the si-zide
All his-eems, siz-eems, yeah boss, naw mean
Ask him, ask her, boss, naw mean
Man, boy, want a verse that's 35 g's
Think about it for a second
Think about it for a second
Like this, I got a dream
And I'm the king, naw mean
Shit, paper paper's all I'm after
All that money, mucho dinero
Yes man, mucho, how I'm doing macho manos
Hit that thing like pornostar
Triple X, I'm the best
F*ck yes, I'm the best
Like Busta Rhymes, I'll break your neck
Blaze the blunts, yeah, yeah man
Pass me that weed man
Light up that blunt, yeah
Blaze the blunts, Blaze the blunts
Blaze the blunts yeah, Aye
Check, I'm not on your level i'm a cyborg
A lot of rappers in this game
Want to live and die for it
I told them I ain't playing
I told them I ain't rapping
This some real life shit I ain't just rapping
I'm an underground king like UGK
But they ain't feeling me
I told them I'll be history
You like me or you hate me
But I choose to be on top
Cause I can't be on the bottom
Man, my name is Lil B
Brrangdang and I got them
Man, I love to set trends
Young Bitch about my dollars
Six inch heels in the scraper titty-bopping
Told them I'm a problem
Man they need to get them ready
Want to hit but you can't touch
Just like the tip of a machete
Because I'm ready tats on deck, Ass on deck
And Stacks on deck and glass on deck
And Hoes up next the West up next
And Berkeley up next tikkity Tikkity Tock
Now I done looked up on the wall
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the fairest of them all
Who's the baddest of the land i am, I am
Lil B is and you know that shit
Man it ya boy Lil B, for Lil Boss, man
My boy said I wasn't going to do this
And he said he going to pay me to do it, man
So I did it pack boys, Bay Area
They say "since you from the
West coast you can't rap"
Man, basedboys all day lil B, myspacecom
Packalbums easily, it's a wrap